Wang Lin looked as usual, but he sneered in his heart, shook his head, and said, "Not enough!"

Duoge's eyes flashed with cold light. Just as he was about to speak, the old man stared at Wang Lin in the column in front of his right hand and said slowly: "This Hunyuan Bird Circle is already at the first level of the legendary treasure. If you are not satisfied, we can't come up with anything better!"

Wang Lin's eyes were calm, and he glanced at the magic weapons emitting soft purple light around him, without saying a word.

"This is my natal magic weapon, and I can't give it to you. This is how I can give you ten top-quality spirit stones. This is our final concession." The old man pondered for a moment and spoke slowly.

Wang Lin was not inconvenient to force people too much. After all, the cultivation of these people in front of him was unfathomable. If it weren't for the inheritance of his memory in his heart, he wouldn't have been so calm.

"One hundred yuan!" Wang Lin said calmly.

"Impossible!" Before the old man could speak, Duomu shouted coldly. The eyes of the others around him were not good at all, and he stared at Wang Lin coldly.

Wang Lin was unmoved, but just looked at the old man calmly, waiting for the other party's reply.

The old man pondered for a moment and said gloomyly: "Twenty pieces are the limit. We don't have many of these top-quality spirit stones. If you still can't accept it, then we can only take the last resort!"

Wang Lin looked as usual, without saying a word, stretched out his right hand.

The old man pointed his right hand in front of his chest, and a black light suddenly flashed. A copper ring exuding an ancient aura appeared in his hand. He swung forward and was caught by Wang Lin.

Wang Lin glanced at the bronze circle, which was as big as a bracelet, was engraved with many ferocious fairy beasts. At first glance, these fairy beasts were all lifelike, as if they were alive.

Wang Lin's spiritual sense explored. As soon as he entered the copper circle, he felt a roar from it. His spiritual sense couldn't help but shake, and was immediately withdrawn by him.

He calmly put away the copper ring and Wang Lin looked at the old man.

At this time, the old man had a gray storage bag in his hand and threw it towards Wang Lin. After catching it, Wang Lin saw that there were no more or less inside, and there were twenty diamond-shaped top-grade spirit stones neatly placed. The huge fluctuations of spiritual power were about to emerge from it.

After putting the top-quality spirit stones inside into his storage bag, Wang Lin still put the gray bag on the ground and said in a deep voice: "I have another question. How can I leave here after sealing the Master of the Blood Sea?"

When the old man heard Wang Lin’s question, he felt a little relieved. He had been waiting for the other party to ask this question. If the other party didn’t ask, he would rather doubt it.

"It's very simple. After Tuosun is sealed again, I will leave here too. However, the key to all this must be displayed in the Dead Sea of ​​Spiritual Knowledge. Then you can leave with us."

Wang Lin sneered in his heart. He was now convinced that if what the other party said before was true, then their real purpose was obviously the inheritance of ancient gods in the Dead Sea of ​​divine consciousness.

"It's not that I don't believe it, but that this matter is crucial. If I don't have a good sense of being able to leave in the end, then everything is empty talk!" Wang Lin said slowly with a cold look on his eyes.

The old man frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "Since I promised you, I will never go back on my word."

Wang Lin was unmoved, shook his head and said, "Senior is a master, and I should have believed it, but it is related to life and death. If you do not have the confidence to make me confident, even if you finally agree to the seal, you will inevitably be worried and it will be difficult to exert your full strength."

Duomu snorted coldly, with murderous intent, and said gloomyly: "Junior, you are so disgusting around. Since I promised you, if I don't believe it, then there is no need to be such a trouble. Let me give you a ride, and I will stop my thoughts!" As he said that, his right hand suddenly waved, and suddenly turned into a dark big hand in the air, opened it and slapped Wang Lin fiercely.

A cold light flashed in Wang Lin's eyes. He didn't even look at the big hand, but just stared at the old man without saying a word.

The huge palm stopped three inches above Wang Lin's head. The old man stretched out his hand and waved his hand immediately withdrew his palm and stared at Wang Lin coldly.

"What do you want?" The old man glared slightly between his eyebrows, glared at him, and said slowly.

Wang Lin glanced at the magic weapons around him and said, "Since these things are your natal magic weapons, it is better to store them here. After you go out, you will naturally serve them with both hands. I believe that seniors will not worry that they are just in the stage of elixir formation, and they will have the ability to take these magic weapons for themselves."

The old man stared at Wang Lin. After a long time, a chill smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He nodded, summoned his right hand behind him, and suddenly ten magic weapons flew over one by one, and he grabbed them in his hand. He set several seals on them and threw them to Wang Lin.

Without saying a word, Wang Lin took the ten magic weapons and ignored them. Instead, he took out a storage bag alone, threw it in, and then carefully packed it up.

At this time, the space here was covered with purple light from ten magic weapons, and it began to dissipate. The old man glanced at Wang Lin deeply, grabbed his right hand, and suddenly a crack several feet long appeared in front of him. He took a few steps back and made way out.

Wang Lin looked plain and walked forward calmly, entering the crack.

After he entered, Duomu's eyes looked unwilling and whispered: "Brother..."

"Shut up!" The old man's expression changed immediately. He was no longer as calm as when facing Wang Lin, but was full of a sense of fierceness. He glanced at Duo's eyes coldly, swayed his sleeves, and walked into the crack.

The other few people, except Duomu, followed him in. When the last person, the man in black robe who always looked gloomy, turned around and said gloomy before entering the crack, "Duomu, don't you understand? That boy is probably aware of our purpose. Your actions just now are purely self-inflicted! After all, whether we can achieve our wish depends entirely on this boy. My brother has been waiting for countless years. Unfortunately, the messenger is loyal to Tuomori, otherwise there would be no need to be such trouble."

After saying that, he stepped into the crack, his eyes were silent for a little, and followed in.

After entering the gap, what appeared in front of Wang Lin was a blood-colored world, with inverted conical stone pillars, which were visible at the sight, especially the huge stone pillar that spreads the sky in the distance, which even further shrank Wang Lin's pupils. This place was obviously a sea of ​​blood!

Wang Lin's eyes stared at the man on the stone pillar of the sky. He had a blood-colored red hair, and a wave of arrogant aura slowly radiated from him. Just one look made Wang Lin feel breathless!

At this time, demonized monks returned one after another, including Duomu and others. After entering this sea of ​​blood, they shook their bodies and landed on a stone pillar, sat cross-legged, without saying a word.

All the demonized monks entering this place found their respective positions one by one, their eyes flashed, and they stared at Wang Lin for a while.

They all sat cross-legged, except Wang Lin, floating in the air.

Wang Lin glanced at him and found that there were many cultivators here, at least a thousand people. Among these people, Wang Lin saw Meng Tuozi, Duanmuji, Wang Qingyue, and Tianmo Sanren...

At this time, a crack appeared in the void beside the red-haired man. A long-haired man stepped out. After this man appeared, he looked at Wang Lin at first glance, with an ecstasy expression on his face, and said respectfully to the red-haired man: "Master, he is the soul-devouring!" After that, he sent his body and landed on a stone pillar next to him.

Wang Lin recognized at a glance that this person was the huge wandering soul.

There was silence all around, and suddenly, a hoarse voice came from the red-haired man's mouth.

"Soul-swallowing..." The man suddenly looked up, and the entire sea of ​​blood trembled, and countless blood mist sprayed out from the stone pillars around him. At this moment, the entire world was covered with blood mist.

His eyes were as if they had infinite magic power, and he showed a strange look from his messy hair, staring at Wang Lin.

Wang Lin suddenly felt an invisible restriction, which was arranged around his body as the other party's eyes gathered, and his body could not move at all.

"Absorb this consciousness and open the seal for me, otherwise, you will die!" After the red-haired man said, he grabbed his right hand at the middle of his eyebrows, and a trace of pain appeared on his face. His body trembled and pulled out a red light from his body. The red light appeared and immediately turned into a blood light, floating in front of Wang Lin, motionless.

After pulling out the red light, the man took a few breaths of heavy breaths, and it took him a long time to calm down.

The demonized monks around immediately changed their eyes and stared at the red light, with complex expressions of fear and greed on their faces.

The red-haired man had a slightly ups and downs, his eyes were chaotic through his forehead, staring at Wang Lin with a deep gaze.

"I can help you, but after you break the seal, you will send me away!" Although Wang Lin was shocked, his eyes were calm and there was no sign of panic. He said calmly.

The red-haired man's mouth moved slightly and nodded.

Wang Lin glanced at the red light carefully, and his extreme spiritual consciousness suddenly jumped out, turned into a big mouth, and suddenly swallowed the red light.

A severe stinging sensation immediately came from the spiritual consciousness, and Wang Lin's body trembled slightly. After a long time, the stinging sensation slowly disappeared. He immediately realized that his spiritual consciousness had doubled!

The reason why he dared to come here so boldly is because the inheritance of power and the inheritance of memory are completely different, and there will be no signs of being discovered by the other party. Unless it is a kind of inheritance that is inherited by both at the same time, it will be like this.

In this way, no one could notice except Wang Lin himself, and he had obtained part of the inheritance of memory.

As for the red light, Wang Lin heard from Duomu and others before that this was a distinction between the ancient gods. If it were someone else, he might be afraid of it, it was because he could not control it. But for Wang Lin, his nature as the soul-swalking attribute could allow him to swallow it.

After seeing the consciousness being swallowed by Wang Lin, the red-haired man said nothing, his eyes were cold, staring at Wang Lin. After a long time, he slowly spoke: "Although you are a soul-swallowing soul, you do not have a soul-condensing core. It is satisfying to be able to swallow a certain soul-swallowing line. Wandering soul, please help him condense the soul-swallowing core!"

The man who turned into a wandering soul trembled and showed a hesitation, but soon, he looked decisive and whispered: "As for order!" After saying that, he lit up his right hand and his body immediately trembled involuntarily. His whole body became much weaker. At this time, a crystal clear and red light ball suddenly emerged from his eyebrows.

As soon as the light ball came out, he immediately collapsed and could not maintain his human form. He turned into a state of spiritual consciousness. After using it for a long time, he slowly condensed into a human form again, but his body was in a translucent shape.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and without saying a word, the extreme spiritual consciousness immediately rushed up and wrapped the light ball. The light ball contained the huge soul energy in the body of this wandering soul. Wang Lin swallowed it without any obstacles. He absorbed it cleanly after only half a stick of incense.

Wang Lin could clearly feel that his spiritual consciousness suddenly became several times larger.

The red-haired man exclaimed lightly, and after a little silence, he slowly said, "Wandering soul, continue."

The man who wandered the soul immediately smiled bitterly. He didn't expect that Wang Lin had no soul core as a soul devouring soul. If he had known this, he would never report it to the master, so that he would end up like this. Moreover, for some reason, the soul energy required to form a soul core was so huge. A soul ball obviously could not allow it to produce a soul core.

You should know that the soul core is a kind of soul-swallowing core that naturally occurs after the soul-swallowing evolves to a certain level, as the number of wandering souls absorbs more and more wandering souls is gradually generated. Generally speaking, any soul-swallowing will devour a large number of wandering souls at the first time of evolution into soul-swallowing, allowing one to produce soul cores at the fastest speed. Almost no soul-swallowing will allow one to exist in a state without soul-swallowing core for too long.

The biggest difference between soul-swallowing souls with soul cores and soul-free cores is that they can only produce wandering souls if they have soul cores.

The wandering soul man laughed bitterly, and then lit his eyebrows again. Before the soul ball appeared, his body collapsed. This time, he was unable to transform into a human form again. After a long time, a soul ball with a flashing red light slowly emerged from his illusory wandering soul body.

At this time, his aura had fallen endlessly. Although it was still stronger than ordinary wandering souls, it was too different from before.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed, and his spiritual consciousness surged out again, wrapping the soul ball for absorption. This time, he could clearly feel that the spiritual consciousness had a slight difference. The size of the spiritual consciousness no longer increased, but there was a particle of rice grain size inside, slowly condensed out.

The red-haired man frowned slightly. If the soul swallowing has no soul core, he would not be able to withstand too much consciousness. But now the person in front of him swallowed two soul balls in a row, which was just the first step to condense the soul core.

You should know that these two soul balls are almost equivalent to most of the soul energy of the wandering man.

He pondered for a moment, his eyes flashed slightly, and raised a little wandering soul with his right hand. The wandering soul immediately snorted miserably, and his illusory body contracted sharply, and finally condensed into a soul ball with a flashing red light again. He grabbed it and threw it at Wang Lin.

This soul ball is transformed by the life of the wandering soul.

After swallowing the third soul ball, Wang Lin clearly felt that the particles of rice-sized particles in his spiritual consciousness were rapidly growing larger, and soon reached the size of his fingernail.

Suddenly, a strange feeling surged into Wang Lin's heart. His extreme spiritual consciousness suddenly contracted and finally merged into the ball the size of a fingernail. As for the ball, it disappeared from the center of his eyebrows.

Wang Lin's eyes flashed with a black light. In fact, until now, he was a true soul-swallowing soul, and had the ability to make wandering souls.

All of this, at the moment when the soul core was formed, was like a certain inheritance, which made him clear in his heart.

The red-haired man withdrew his gaze and waved his right hand in front of him. Suddenly, a space crack appeared in mid-air. Then he grabbed his big hand and the entire sea of ​​blood suddenly vibrated. Then, a huge illusory shadow slowly emerged from the space crack.

As soon as the phantom appeared, Wang Lin immediately felt a trace of soul-swallowing aura from it. Obviously, this phantom was the soul-swallowing of the third level.

Soon, the entire illusory shadow was like a cloud, revealing all his body from the crack. The red-haired man's eyes flashed and shouted softly, and his body trembled violently. A trace of strange blood light spread out from his body. Blows of blood mist suddenly emerged from all positions of his body. Almost in the blink of an eye, his body was covered with blood. He seemed to be enduring unimaginable pain. After a long time, he suddenly raised his head, revealing his bloody face, and made a hoarse voice: "Tu Si Bian, come out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, red lights were immediately forced out of his body. These red lights were extremely numerous. As soon as they appeared, they immediately wandered around, densely packed with red hurricanes, emitting a strange light.

The demonized monks around them all lowered their heads, showing fear on their faces, but the ten people including Duomu did not bow their heads, and their faces were all gloomy and stared at the red lights.

At this time, a hole suddenly opened in the shadows turned into by the soul swallowing. The hole became larger and larger, and continued to extend forward. After reaching the red-haired man, it suddenly closed, and about dozens of red lights were swallowed by him.

But at this moment, the remaining red lights suddenly flashed bright lights one by one, wandering around the human body madly. Red symbols suddenly appeared as they wandered. Whenever a symbol appeared, they were immediately printed on the red-haired man, and his body would tremble.

At the same time, as he trembled, dozens of red lights would appear again in the blood sea around him, quickly joining around the red-haired man to make up for the soul-swalking of the soul.

As for the soul-swallowing soul, after swallowing more than ten red lights, the body like a cloud was already hidden in red light. It obviously took a certain amount of time to digest and could not continue to swallow.

The red-haired man showed a hint of pain on his face, and his eyes looked at Wang Lin through his messy hair.

Wang Lin now understands why such things must be done with two souls. If one soul is swallowed, then it may be that after swallowing the sub-consciousness, it may not be completely absorbed and digested, and there will be more sub-consciousness seals that will re-create from the blood sea. In this way, over and over again, this seal will not only not be completely broken, but will instead make more and more sub-consciousness.
Chapter completed!